Daily life in the courtyard

In the tomb of the Samsara Sect, where the corpses looked down, there was an ice cellar covered with a corpse.

It seems that the ice layer was used as a coffin.

Or maybe the Samsara Sect doesn't need coffins at all.

"... Presumably there must be someone in power from the Reincarnation Sect down here, most likely the first leader of the Reincarnation Sect. If we cut through the ice, we should be able to know the location of the nine-story demon tower."

Hu Bayi analyzed.

"You can judge based on the direction of the head and tail of the corpse. Since the Samsara Sect is surrounded by the Demon Kingdom, the intention of facing the nine-story demon building is roughly correct."

Seeing the fat man's confused look, Wei Ping'an also explained.

"Okay, then let's get started, shall we?"

Hu Bayi determined the direction and lit a candle in the northeast corner.

Since going to the tomb for the first time, Hu Bayi and others have brought specially made candles.

It's thick but not long, and the wick is made of very solid porcelain.

A little thought that is different from the ancients.

In someone's words: Use some wisdom.

At this moment, the ginger juice prepared earlier came in handy.

Shirley Yang sprayed ginger juice on the ice around the body, and then the four men began to chip away at the ice from the four corners.

Finally, use the suction cup traction rope to drag the cut ice away.

A crouched corpse appeared in front of everyone.

"Hey, why is this corpse in such a weird posture?"

The fat man asked curiously.

Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang didn't speak, and they didn't know what was going on.

Peter Huang would not say a word.

Since the uncle's death, he has been working in silence and has not said a word.

Wei Ping'an knew that this was the Snow Mountain Golden Body series mummy, but he didn't speak.

Because he sensed that Uncle Ming had also come down with Han Shuna.

"Get out of the way and leave professional matters to the professionals."

Uncle Ming was the first to speak confidently.

Everyone turned and looked over.

I saw Uncle Ming walking over arrogantly, with a determined look on his face.

Come to think of it, they didn't show their professionalism all the way, it seemed like a drag.

It's a rare opportunity to show off one's skills, which is quite impressive.

Han Shuna stepped forward, and Wei Pingan took the initiative to make way for her.

Han Shuna squatted next to the body without hesitation, and Uncle Ming became an assistant. He took out a magnifying glass from his bag and handed it to Han Shuna.

Han Shuna first looked at it with a magnifying glass for a long time, and finally came to an unreasonable conclusion that was contrary to her status as an expert: the cold environment really has a special effect on preserving corpses.

The fat man pouted.

It's up to you to say.

Everyone knows it.

He looked for Wei Pingan's eyes with disdain, wanting to look at each other, and pulled Wei Pingan to despise him together.

Wei Ping'an of Magnet used his space projection ability to follow the hollow below the ancient corpse and penetrated in.

There are exquisite mechanisms in that cave.

But Wei Ping'an didn't notice where the switch was.

Thinking back to the original situation, the final conclusion is probably the application theory of pressure valves.

It's really advanced.

This is the wisdom of the ancient flower growers, there is no doubt about it.

"Marg salt?"

Han Shuna pinched the body and murmured to herself.

The spatial structure of the tomb chamber was relatively simple. Although there were many people standing there, her muttering voice still echoed in everyone's ears.

"Salt? Lao Hu, what kind of salt is marsh salt? Hey, this person had a strong taste in life, and the salt particles are all formed..."

"Fat man, okay, stop being poor and listen to the experts."

Hu Bayi glared at Fatty and told him to shut up.

Han Shuna did not pay attention to the outside world.

During this period, she really devoted herself to the identification of corpses.

From this perspective, focusing on selflessness is also a manifestation of professionalism.

At least it proves that Han Shuna has some real ability.

It's not a pretense.

Han Shuna suddenly said: "That's right, this is a snow-capped golden mummy."

Don't wait for others to react.

Well, there was no reaction.

It is estimated that except for Wei Ping'an, everyone else has just heard of this term.

I still don't understand what's going on. I really can't have any other reaction besides being confused.

"Really? It's developed, it's developed..."

Uncle Ming's face lit up, and he couldn't hide his excitement.

No more covering up.

The 150 million Hong Kong dollars in this era is enough to make his family rich after being wiped out by his son.

Seeing that he was about to turn over, there was no need to pretend anymore.

Hu Bayi and Fatty glanced at each other subconsciously. From Uncle Ming's casual words, they both sensed something unusual.

Aren't you here to find dad?

Could it be that Uncle Ming's father is from the Samsara Sect?

Is it really okay to identify your father so randomly?

Uncle Ming, if you do this, does your mother agree?
Are you tired?

This is Fatty's psychological drama, but he can't tell it.

Afraid of being beaten by Staff Officer Yang.

After all, he had a flash of inspiration, and even he was startled by this idea.

"Uncle Ming, what do you mean?"

Uncle Ming was still immersed in the joy of winning the battle and ignored Hu Bayi's questions.

Instead, he said to Peter Huang: "Drag this body up."

"and many more."

Hu Ba spoke once or twice.

At this moment, his expression became very formal.

Not just him, but Shirley Young too.

They really promised Professor Chen not to destroy national property.

Regardless of whether it is on the ground or underground, as long as it is ownerless, it belongs to the state.

Since there are so many corpses that are not Uncle Ming's father, Uncle Ming is not suitable to identify the owner.

Naturally, he has no right to dispose of this body.

"Brother Hu, don't worry. As long as the corpse is taken care of, your share will definitely be yours. My uncle Ming does things very well, don't worry."

The fat man suddenly interjected and asked: "Uncle Ming, this snow-capped golden mummy must be worth a lot of money, right?"

"Of course, the production method of this snow-capped mountain golden mummy is very unique and complicated..."

Uncle Ming talked endlessly, and finally said: "...without 150 million, I will never take action."

"1...150?"

The fat man was dumbfounded.

Even Hu Bayi was a little moved.

But Hu Bayi still wanted to keep his face, so he held back his nerves and tried his best to keep his expression as straight as possible.

Shirley Yang is just average.

She has a strong family background, and that's not bad.

Wei Ping'an didn't care even more.

His classic children's book about magic, which has been sold in 113 countries, has already made him a lot of profits. Plus those patents... he has already made a lot of money.

This does not include the collection of antiques and yellow and white objects that he dumped into the space during those years, as well as the real estate houses in Beijing, Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen.

150 million, not to mention Hong Kong dollars, even US dollars, is less than a fraction of his...

Really invisible boss.

"Peter, let's get started."

After Uncle Ming finished speaking, he planned to continue taking action.

"and many more."

"Brother Hu, what do you mean?"

The smile on Uncle Ming's face disappeared.

Businessmen who do not follow the right path, even if they are pleasant on weekdays, are still asking for perfunctory courtesy.

When it comes to matters of interest, even when the King of Heaven comes, he will start to argue.

This is a typical example of people dying for money and birds dying for food.

"What we mean is that the purpose of digging up this corpse is to confirm the location of the nine-story demon tower. Now we have the approximate location of the nine-story demon tower. It's over there..." Hu Bayi pointed. One direction, and then continued: "Since the purpose has been achieved, this body will not be moved."

"What if we have to move?"

Following Uncle Ming's words, Peter Huang took a step forward and stood between Uncle Ming and the Mojin trio.

"Try to move it and see if my fat master agrees?"

Except for Wei Ping'an, the hidden boss, Fatty is the one with the highest force value.

It is indeed possible to have a good time with Peter Wong.

One is a mercenary and has been Uncle Ming's long-time driver and bodyguard. His backhand knife is called a slip.

Fatty grew up in a courtyard and was strong in hand-to-hand combat and firearms. The key was that he was born with supernatural powers and his strength was astonishing.

If the two of them faced off, Wei Ping'an guessed that it would be a [-]-[-] draw in the early stage. As long as Peter Huang didn't have a chance to kill in the early stage, Fatty Drag could drag him to death in the later stage.

After all, despite the fact that the fat man always says he can't do it anymore and can't hold on anymore when climbing a mountain, that's because he is poor-talking and likes to be mean when it doesn't matter.

When it comes to critical moments, Fatty never loses control.

If you didn't have some skills at hand, you wouldn't dare to mess around with things and cause trouble.

This is called the boldness of talented people.

When Peter Huang heard the fat man's provocative words, he would rush forward and make gestures.

The mutual sympathy along the way cannot stop everyone from being his own master.

Peter Huang is such a sharp-edged person with clear grievances and grudges.

Uncle Ming stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Brother Hu, I will definitely move this corpse, and I won't hesitate to break up the gang. But your share, I promise, Uncle Ming, will not be less."

Money and silk are so attractive that it is absolutely impossible for Uncle Ming to give up.

"Okay, Lao Hu, Shirley, Fatty, let's go up."

Wei Ping'an suddenly spoke out.

"Mr. Wei is still wise."

"Brother Wei, you..."

What did the fat man want to say.

Wei Pingan shook his head.

Hu Bayi also patted the fat man on the shoulder: "We can't do anything, let's go up first."

It doesn't matter if the gang is broken up, it's something Hu Bayi would like to see.

But here, there is really no need to argue with the other party over this matter.

Perhaps subconsciously, Hu Bayi also hoped that Uncle Ming would give him a share of the profits.

You must know that Hu Bayi not only lives by himself, but also supports a large number of family members of his comrades.

The pressure is really quite big.

"Old Wei, why don't you go up?"

Seeing that Wei Ping'an didn't move, Shirley Yang couldn't help but ask.

"I'll wait."

Wei Ping'an said calmly.

"Brother Wei, what are you waiting for?"

Fatty is a curious baby, and there is no such thing that he doesn't ask about.

"I see how they died."

Wei Pingan said calmly.

"Hey, Mr. Wei, isn't it appropriate to curse us like this?"

Uncle Ming is not afraid of Hu Bayi and the others, but he does not want to break up with Wei Ping'an.

Will you come to the mainland again in the future?
"You think I'm alarmist?"

Wei Ping'an shrugged and said with a smile: "To be honest, you think I'm cursing you, okay, then I won't watch the fun, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Wei Ping'an also turned around, came to the rope, and lined up.

There are two ropes, one for Shirley Yang and one for Hu Bayi, and they go up first.

Fatty and Wei Ping'an came up behind.

Han Shuna was a little hesitant and wanted to continue asking.

In the end, Uncle Ming urged her: "Shuna, come on, let's get the body up. Peter, hold on tight."

Han Shuna had no choice but to jump into the pit with Uncle Ming.

The two of them lifted the body up, and Peter Huang dragged it out until it was above the ice. It was much easier to drag it up again.

Uncle Ming went down to the cave and bent down. Wei Ping'an quickly asked Hu Bayi and Shirley Yang to come down.

"Jump down, quickly!"

The immeasurable fire of karma spurted out.

When it encounters air, it spontaneously ignites and then shoots straight into the sky.

In the end, not only did it form a spectacle, but it also triggered another wolf attack.

really.

As soon as the body was moved, Wei Pingan detected movement in the underground space.

Then streams of blue flames rose up and gathered.

Under the influence of pressure, the flames in the cavity turned into a huge spray gun and sprayed out.

Han Shuna pushed Uncle Ming away at the critical moment, allowing Uncle Ming to survive.

According to the original work, Han Shuna at this time should have been sprayed directly by the immeasurable karma fire and turned into a charred mummy.

But now it's different.

Isn't this Wei Ping'an?

He did two things in total.

The first thing was that he moved the body into space.

The second thing was that when he exerted force on his feet at the same time, a piece of ice that had been moved by him flew out instantly.

Of course, some skill in martial arts was used in this.

Otherwise, Han Shuna was not burned to death but was hit by ice.

Han Shuna was hit in the abdomen by an ice block, and her whole body was knocked away in the air.

However, the hair on the left side that floated up due to inertia and the hand that pushed Uncle Ming away were stained by the edge of the immeasurable karma fire.

"what!"

Han Shuna screamed in pain in the air and fainted from the pain before falling to the ground.

Infinite karma fire spurted out, and Peter Huang's whole body lay on Uncle Ming's body to help him block the flames.

Uncle Ming, a businessman, had a tough attitude just now, but at the critical moment, it can be seen that he is really good to the people around him.

Otherwise, one would push him away regardless of his own danger, and the other would rather die first than block the fire.

Maybe Uncle Ming is the kind of person who is tough and cunning externally, but charitable and kind internally.

The fire of immeasurable karma erupts quickly and disappears quickly.

Everyone in the tomb was stunned by this sudden change.

Only Uncle Ming pushed Peter Huang away and looked at Han Shuna opposite.

"Sunna! Shuna!"

Uncle Ming's heart sank, and his cries of grief were mixed with heartbreak.

He got up and ran over.

Peter Huang didn't care that Uncle Ming pulled him away and followed closely.

Even when Uncle Ming wanted to reach out and touch Han Shuna, he stopped him.

Help Uncle Ming touch it.

He was afraid that the flames on Sister Na's body would still have an effect and harm Uncle Ming.

Peter Huang is responsible for Uncle Ming's safety at all times.

It really means a bit all the time.

Wei Pingan walked over, and Peter Huang stood up to guard against Wei Pingan's sneak attack.

But he saw Wei Ping'an slipping to Peter Huang's side, and without waiting for his reaction, he pulled out the dagger on his waist.

Then he possessed him and waved.

Han Shuna's left hand, which was stained with immeasurable karma, was cut off at the wrist.

However, Han Shuna showed no signs of waking up.

Uncle Ming raised his head fiercely.

"Contaminated by immeasurable karmic fire, if she doesn't cut off her arm quickly, the fire poison will continue to corrode her and eventually kill her."

Uncle Ming's lips trembled a few times and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Thank you."

Wei Ping'an threw the dagger back.

Peter Huang subconsciously reached out to catch it.

Seeing Wei Ping'an walking out, his eyes became solemn as never before.

He originally thought that Fatty was the strongest among them, but he didn't expect that Wei Ping'an...

It's so awesome.

He was sure now.

No matter how heavily guarded he was, if he had to do it all over again, he would still be robbed of his weapon, and it would still be the kind that the opponent would do without any effort.

In front of Wei Pingan, his role as Uncle Ming's bodyguard changed from protection to blocking death.

If Wei Ping'an has murderous intentions towards Uncle Ming. (End of chapter)